Ballin’ Habit lyrics

[Verse 1: Kano]
I'm back with something big for the new year
Fresh like my Stan Smith's yeah they're a new pair
f*ck no clutch but I'm in some new gear
Automatic, balling habit
More swagger than the rest of them
Fake n*gga wrestling
Record label dressing 'em
f*cking put a dress on 'em
Lift up the skirt show the earth there investment
n*gga that's a pus*y where's the rest of him, whoa
Taught them a lesson, they can't talk to the legend
'Cos they stand for nothing so they fall over everything
I schooled 'em with excellence
Recording the best of the lyrics
That fooled the pessimist, I'm cold
Looking like a Dolce Gabbana manikin
Chirps Jolie's move past the Aniston's
Different class they're amateurs
b*tch I'm yes you're no like half the Gallagher's
Fake so I can't look past the characters
When n*gga's front hard the cameras
Soap, wash a n*gga's mouth out that's manners-less
Get rich and switch them bast*rds Anakins
But still I be the life of the party
Mad leather jacket vroom vroom no Harley
Killing themselves outfit kamikaze
Armani Exchange that's not real Armani
Fashion savvy's tell me I look 'fabulous darling'
You be in some OG style, green khaki
Shouting swagger this, and swagger that
Me swaggered off, you swagger jack
I told 'em ladies love me like they love Cool J
I don't do foreplay I do two-play
Forest Gate when E's I don't soufflé
They don't keep it real like UK, touché
Bravo, when I ???
Up in Kartel's smoking Monte Carlo's
Whip head top new sh*t, bar low
???? how fast the car go
Fast or slow I've mastered all flows
I'm so east end like I eat at Fargo's
Been a little quiet to you now days
But I've been on tour round half of the globe
So you keep tweeting I'm eating all my greens
I'll be on my p's thing
I ain't selling q's
But it's nothing but a G thing
Baby, straight cash money n*gga baby
Self made figures ain't none of you b*tches made me